Now Where to Start

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I wrote this at least a couple years ago... I just found it saved on my computer and thought it was interesting... I assume I typed it intending for it to be a song, but who knows (the thing I really like about it is the chorus):

Now where to start…
The story of my life
Is dull and painful…

But I would like to say
That I am still alive
That I can still hold on…
That I will never die…

Unless the sunshine is
Not as real as I
Think it seems to be
Because I’m not okay…

Sometimes I think I’m here
Other times I’m full of fear
But at the moment I do not care,
But at the moment I stop to stare…

So many beautiful pictures
So many beautiful girls
So many beautiful pictures
Oh what a beautiful world…

Now where to get to
The story of my life
Is dull and painful…

I don’t know what to say,
Other than that I’m okay,
Or so I’d like to think…
Since sometimes it’s not real…

I don’t know what to do,
I feel like I’m so screwed,
But sometimes life is great…
But most times life is hate…

So many beautiful pictures
So many beautiful girls
So many beautiful pictures
Oh what a beautiful world…

But this world I live in hates me
And all the people here
Seem to just despise me
Like I’m a part of fear…

What have I ever done,
What have I gone and said?
What is going on right now,
Is it all just in my head?

So many beautiful pictures
So many beautiful girls
So many beautiful pictures
Oh what a beautiful world…

Too bad I can’t achieve anything
Too bad I’m not alive.
Too bad I won’t survive it,
Too bad I might just die (or have I?) …

With none of the beautiful pictures,
With none of the beauty I’ve known,
My world is dull and painful
Not beautiful like those girls… (those girls)